OOC: Memory #1
Paper saw a group of men below her. Swiftly, she dropped down, holding a book close to her chest as she encountered the large group. Just as they appeared that they were going to attack her, she held out her hand, focusing on the individual men and restraining them with paper. She couldn't help but feel relieved that she was fighting in this large library. The remaining men were plotting something and she released a barrier of paper to stop them from reaching her. Finally, she landed but when she looked down, she noticed the book she had before was missing. Paper looked back and forth and finally found the book she had. She called to it, having it come back to her but suddenly, the book caught on fire. Paper's eyes went wide. What-
A large explosion suddenly errupted from book and made Paper go flying backwards. Without another second to think, a woman with red hair charged at her. Paper barely dodged her but the woman seemed to be speaking happily as they fought. Paper had to breath deeply with the few seconds she got to rest. The other woman radiated a strong heat and her attacks were just as bad.
To Paper's surprise, the woman turned and started talking. She couldn't hear what the conversation was about but she began to grow worried. The woman grabbed a match that was on her side and with a thin grin, she tossed it behind her. At once, the entire library caught on fire. While the other woman laughed, Paper's heart filled with horror. How could she?! Paper jumped on a shelf that hadn't caught fire yet to escape but the fire quickly caught up. She went back to the floor, it appeared to be the only safe area.
Her eyes filled with tears. She couldn't hear what she was saying, but Paper knew what she felt. This woman would never get away with what she had just done. Just as the red haired woman went to light another match, a light appeared above them and the glass ceiling shattered, revealing a helicopter above them. Reinforcements! From the helicopter, a briefcase dropped and she dashed to it. For the moment, Paper was able to ignore the scorching heat that surrounded her.
Opening the briefcase, she became happier than she could remember. All the paper... A feeling of intensity filled her and she grabbed handfulls of paper, preparing to finish this fight. As she attacked the red haired woman, the other's matches still burned through her paper. The other seemed happy, thinking that she had hit Paper but it was just a trap that she had set up, creating an illusion of herself with paper. This gave Paper a chance to ambush the other woman from behind. She planted dozens of pieces in the ground and all at once, they bolted out of the ground like spikes. It injured the woman but she was still able to throw her own matches.
While trying to protect herself, the matches hooked her clothing, pinning her to a nearby wall. A fire started near her feet and quickly spread. Paper panted heavily. She didn't know how much longer she could stand this. In the back of her mind, she remembered something she had learned. If you believed in something you truly loved, anything was possible. It was something that she lived by. Paper focused, gathering up her energy. Finally, she broke from the matches and delivered a finishing blow. With the final blow, the spot where the red haired woman stood combusted and she was engulfed with fire. Paper stepped forward, she wanted to help her, but the woman seemed so happy. Why was she-?
As Paper woke from her dream, the extreme contrast of the strong heat to her cold bedroom sent shivers through her body.